When the sky clears, a rainbow hangs on the horizon, the sun shines again, and the trevi fountain in the center of the city is colorful in the sunlight.

The streets became lively again, and the horse-drawn carriages were constantly flowing.

The weather in the city is like a human mood, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Opening the window, Chammel took a big breath of the fresh air after the rain and stretched, and the owl standing on his shoulder rubbed his neck lightly with his head.

"Hey, how long do you say that this bustling scene below can last, I think, the ugliness that has been concealed by the bustle is gradually being exposed, maybe that moment is not far off, when its true nature is completely exposed. There was always a hunch in my heart that Simon seemed to be back, and he came back with a lot of anger. ”

He shook his head, shaking off all kinds of strange thoughts in his mind, he looked at the towering Yatta, and couldn't help but feel some feelings in his heart, and suddenly he saw a figure on the top of the Yatta, and couldn't help but wonder, "Someone can go up to the top of the tower, but why does that figure feel a little familiar?" ”

The owl on his shoulder flew to the top of the tower on his own without his command, and he rose to the top of the tower in a few moments, and flew around the tower a few times, but the bright eagle eye did not find any figure.

When Chamer's eyes opened and closed, his vision was connected to that of an owl, and through the owl's eyes, he saw that everything was normal at the top of the tower, and he wondered: Am I mistaken?

The owl glides majestically with its wings outstretched, and his vision is extremely clear as he looks down from above the city and scouts the situation below.

He saw a couple hugging warmly by the Trevi Fountain, he saw the old man hurrying with a letter, and he saw people in the Royal Society of Northumb debating passionately......

He switched back to his perspective, grabbed his glasses, and walked out. When he came downstairs, he was dressed in civilian clothes, which were very loose, but still set off his tall figure. With a wave of his hand, he called a carriage, and when he got in, he closed his eyes and cut to the owl's point of view, where the spired buildings sped by.

The coachman tugged at the reins and asked, "Hello, sir, where are you going?" ”

"Westside, House Ophelia."

"Okay!" The coachman drove through the streets, a wicked smile on his lips.

The carriage was slightly bumpy along the way, and when Chammer noticed that the carriage was heading in the opposite direction, he smiled slightly, and took it away like a dragonfly.

After about half an hour, the carriage finally stopped, in front of an abandoned factory.

"Hmm...... Yes. Chammel opened his hazy eyes, stretched, sighed, looked at the surroundings and said, "Here you are, but this doesn't seem to be the Ophelia family, it looks like an abandoned factory, coachman, you don't know the way, right?" ”

"No, I'm not wrong, I'm just going to bring you here." The coachman let go of the reins and jumped out of the carriage.

"Oh? Then I'm curious, why did you bring me here, is there some secret hidden here? ”

Chammel looked inside the factory, it was completely deserted, he also jumped out of the car, touched his waist slightly with his right hand, and then walked into the abandoned factory. As soon as I entered here, a musty smell came to my nose, and there was a faint yin wind around me.

The coachman who was following him suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed him, and a chill appeared.

Chammer smiled, reflexively dodged the stabbing knife and grabbed the coachman's hand, broke the knife in his hand with great force, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen, causing him to kneel on the ground and grin.

Looking at the coachman's fierce expression, Chammel asked indifferently, "Why?"

"Hahahaha." The coachman, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed wildly, like a madman, "Why, it's not because of you high-ranking capitalists!" See, this abandoned factory used to be where my son worked, and my son was only fifteen years old, fifteen years old! He worked diligently and tirelessly every day, but they, brutal and cold-blooded capitalists! Seeing that the factory was about to close down, for their own interests, they did not pay the workers, not only did they not pay, but in order to save trouble, they even killed dozens of workers en masse overnight! And that includes my sons and daughters! Son, son of misery! ”

"When I heard the news, do you know how I felt at the time, I was devastated! I wanted to avenge my son, so I waited and waited and waited every day so that I could meet those capitalists and plunge a dagger into their hearts so that they could also taste the pain. But I waited a long time to find no trace of them, and just as I was about to despair, a man in black appeared, and told me that in order to avenge and resurrect my son, I must deceive ten living people here, kill them, and sacrifice my son with their blood. ”